Chapter 335
Chapter 335
Delilah paused for a moment. “What system?”
“The surveillance system, like security system,” Mirabella clarified.
“Oh, right.” Delilah nodded subconsciously, but quickly caught up with the conversation. “Ah, we’ve already got a top–notch security system installed at home.”
Mirabella took a sip of her soup, which had cooled to just the right temperature, and then added, “No harm in having it double–checked.”
Delilah didn’t refuse the offer further. She figured they could just have the technician do a quick walk–through, considering their home was already equipped with the latest in surveillance tech.
After dinner, Mirabella ascended the staircase. Emmitt, who had been lost in thought throughout the meal, soon followed suit to the second floor.
Mirabella had just settled down at her desk when a knock at the door broke her concentration. She raised an eyebrow and stood to answer it. Pulling open the door, she found Emmitt standing there. His handsome face wore a complex expression as he hesitated, “…”
She cut him off with a cool gaze. “No need for apologies. I’m not bothered by it.”
At her words, Emmitt felt a lump in his throat. His hand involuntarily clenched. He would have preferred a confrontation or even an accusation from his sister. Indifference like hers was something one would expect from a stranger, not family.
Her gaze was like a sharp knife, severing the ties between them. To her, he was just Emmitt, a brother by blood, and nothing more.
After a painful silence, Emmitt managed, “Sorry, I had preconceptions. Whether you forgive me or not, I’ll accept it. Like you said, it’s not something you need to dwell on.”
Mirabella simply hummed in response, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. Glancing at her wristwatch, she added, “It’s getting late. I have homework to do.”
Emmitt, realizing the conversation was over, muttered another apology and walked away.
Mirabella watched his retreating figure impassively before shutting her door. Returning to her desk, she booted up her laptop and opened a document filled with code. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, entering a string of symbols that turned the screen black. After a few moments, characters began to dance across the display. Occasionally, she would pause to tweak the code.
Three hours later, she encrypted the modified SOC system driver file, shut down her laptop, and rebooted in safe mode.
Within moments, a red exclamation mark flashed on the screen. “Intrusion failed?” she mused. Her lips curled into a smirk.
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After a few seconds of thought, she opened another command prompt and tried a different approach. Minutes later, she forcefully sent out the newly encrypted file. Once the transfer was complete, she erased her tracks and powered down the laptop.
Rising from her chair, she grabbed a pair of pajamas from the wardrobe and headed for the bathroom. Shortly after, her phone on the desk began to buzz with incoming messages incessantly.
